Poor Mans, Joy Poem by ritty patnaik
Poor Mans, Joy
shrunken eyes
burning and firey
with hunger
in the belly,
destiny!
a glass ofcountry liquor
for his sad, and joy.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
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5/4/2024 5:32:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
but, it happens to be a very very hard n bitter fact....i myself have experienced their happiness n joy, vicariously, dear....and i think, even rich dont get so much of contentment as they get by quite petty and small acts....